The Clockwork Cog
(Variant V-12: Existential Realism) The Ministry of Administrative Order was a building of infinite beige. Its corridors were perfectly straight, its lighting a constant, humming fluorescent white. Elias and his son, Julian, had both spent their lives here. Elias had been a Senior Clerk for thirty years; Julian was now a Junior Administrator. They were two generations of the same machine. Their...
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